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  Broken Heart
by Liana Margiva
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.

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Poetry by Liana Margiva

Long time ago my Spring did bloom

And fire of love had not yet spelled my doom.

Like flower opens to the Sun above

To soak in its warmth, I opened to love.

Same as a dying flower yearns for rain,

I yearned for love, blood boiling in my veins.

Insanely craving sizzling, fierce love,

Beneath night sky festooned with stars above.

I wished for love to wake me up at dawn,

And tears of joy in sleepy eyes would spawn.

Like heavy droplets of the dew they’d run

Down rose petals warmed by morning Sun.

I miss the time when my carousing youth

Brought out in me the ideas most uncouth.

I miss the days when air teemed with love

And vibes of bliss descended from above.

I knew not then that after Sun’s grand ball

The rains of misery on sinful Earth would fall.

The petals fold, their fragrance washed away,

Exposing thorns, invisible by day.

Thorns that would rip my tender, beating flesh

And make hot blood from gaping wounds to gush.

Extinguishing the life within the heart

That didn’t want to live with love apart.

Love would incinerate heart’s bloodless flesh

Like rose petals Summer heat would crash.

The pain will rip to shreds the lifeless heart

Like black hole tearing whole words apart.

The rains of tears would then begin to fall

The ones that bring the feared un-love to all.

In my naive and now distant youth

I never knew one day the misery would settle deep inside

Like in its own home

Forever from the joy of life to hide.

Love would abandon my enchanted dreams

Like flowers’ fragrance that from gardens streams

Picked up by winds that carry it away.

By Liana Margiva

Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov


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Reviewed by JMS Bell 7/25/2015
Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU 10/7/2012
When the subject is romance, You, milady Poet release Your Quill to fly through creative skies, and it does with harmonious speed.

Every time I read a romantic theme by You, I remember the great Master Mikhail Bulgakov. It seems that Your internal voice has the same communicating powers of his — as expressed in his romantic lines.

This is exquisitely composed and the implicancies of love shows from a heart that knows how to pump virtues... "Broken Heart" I have read, and a magnificent poem I have enjoyed.

In respect and admiration,

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Asa Seeley 10/6/2012
a broken heart is very painful...but im glad i know from experience that it does mend. good painting...the colors are vivid and beautiful. thanks
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 10/2/2012
Gorgeous, languid and beautiful poetry Liana!
Blessings, xo
Reviewed by Richard Orey 9/30/2012
My dear Liana,
From the busy streets of Moscow to the sun-baked shores of San Diego, the cry of your "Broken Heart" resonates with every creature of God's creation that yearns for a loving and enduring relationship, "...same as a dying flower yearns for rain."

Having enjoyed such a relationship for over 60 years, I know from experience that lightning and hail are part of life and part of any ongoing relationship. My only fear now is of what the great Kahlil Gibran speaks in his "The Prophet"--

"For ever has it been that
love knows not its own depth
until the hour of separation."

Dear Liana, as a Master, you've shared with us the eloquence of wisdom.

With love and respect,
Reviewed by Mary Grace Patterson 9/27/2012
Liana, your poem is so touching, sad and beautiful. You have such a wonderful gift in expressing feelings deep with in which can stir ones heart in many directions.I sincerely wish you happiness and joy. Blessings to you my dear freind...M
Reviewed by Amber Moonstone 9/27/2012
You took me to a place that was filled with wonder and sadness, but beautiful in the splendor of your words.
Another time and place, but now be fulfilled with the moments that you experience right now at this very moment...
Lovely poetry as always in awe of your magnificent talent!

Peace, love and light,
Reviewed by Joy Hale 9/27/2012
Oh, so sad! May you still find a love that makes your heart race and your blood boil! Wonderful story!

Joy L. Hale
Reviewed by D. Vegas 9/27/2012
WOW---Quite a poem Liana, teaches us to grow and
to harvest within ourselves just what are we looking for
when love again knocks on our door. Enjoyed Immensely!

Reviewed by richard cederberg 9/27/2012
Delicately conceptualized and rhymed, dear Liana. Your heart and pen swell with emotion in this construct. Your work, poetess, is always a cut above. Never rest your quill. The world would be a darker place without your communions. Much love and respect ... richard
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart 9/27/2012
Liana your poetry is always so majestic. So poignant with lovely descriptives.
Reviewed by Vivian Dawson 9/26/2012
So tender is a "Broken Heart"
but new love can mend it..
*Liana* and that I wish for you!

Lady Vivian
Reviewed by Micki Peluso 9/26/2012
Liana, what a moving, lovely poem of how love can leave us and the sorrow felt by that loss. Yet love has many forms and we could probably not be able to handle the passionate storms of love in later years--but I'd like to be given a chance to try. Nice hearing from you after so long.
Reviewed by Jon Willey 9/26/2012
Liana, love is revealed from the aching in our hearts by the scars of tears that left our eyes sad and streaked with red - but remember we will - though we seek the passion, the thrill a broken heart beats out, a trill never to return, though we yearn - a magnificent poem Liana that tells the epic saga of youthful loves appeal - I wish you love and peace my dear friend - Jon Michael
Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather 9/26/2012
if I only knew then what I know now. excellent write.
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 9/26/2012
When I read your tragic story, I think back to another one––Dr. Zhivago––that touched me so. The love I watched with that beautiful day soon ran away leaving my heart aching and alone. Please write more.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 9/26/2012
You most eloquently express a universal and timeless theme of this world/life, Liana. Your words awaken the emotions. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,

Reviewed by Amor Sabor 9/26/2012
Would we not all love to enjoy life in our youth armed with the wisdom and knowledge attained in our maturing years? The heart does not know the difference and there is no mirror to show its scars suffered through the only knows that it desires and longs...deservedly so, just as our Creator designed it.
Reviewed by Douglas Bentley 9/26/2012
So powerful and bold
When you are young you don't think about getting old.
Then when you are old- all you think about is what it would be like to be young.

Superb poetry!!!
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